Voq_Je_Bang Challenge Fic: For the Love
of Tom
Fandom: Star Trek: Voyager
Pairing: B'Elanna Torres/ Seven of Nine
Rating: NC17 to be on the safe side, but I think most could be read at work if you felt like it.
Disclaimer: Jungian consciousness yes. Fiscal ownership no. Storytelling tradition yes. Television rights no.
Archive: Yes, with permission please ( bearblue1@yahoo.com )
Caution: This fiction uses a word which
some may find offensive. I still thnk it works. It's not canon, but
then, I believe in characters who grow. YMMV.
Conversations
by Katrina
"Tom, I was wondering..."
"It
wouldn't work. I'm sorry, B'Elanna. You see, Harry and I..."
"Oh..
Oh, right. Uhm. Wow. That explains..."
"Yeah. Well,
it's not that you're not an attractive woman, B'Elanna.
And, they
said it might save your life, given the blood fever and
all.
But..."
"No. No. I understand. Thanks for...
letting me down gently."
"You're my friend. I
wouldn't want to lose that."
"Right. No worries
there."
"Well, see you later then."
"See
you."
==^==
"Seven, what the hell are you
doing here? Can't you see I'm busy."
"I was not
aware you were in this Jeffries Tube, Lieutenant Torres.
I will
come back later."
"Wait. You haven't answered my
question."
"The Doctor has instructed me to find
hobbies. He suggested singing. I
needed to make an adjustment to a
power coupling and thought I might
do both at the same
time."
"You came down here to sing."
"And
to make a modification, yes."
"You sing."
"I
understand it is a somewhat common human pursuit. I have found
that
music has intriguing qualities."
"Have you heard the
one about the Sailor and the Penguin?"
"I beg your
pardon?"
"I was joking and I suppose warning you.
There are all types of songs
Seven. Just be careful what you pick
for an audience."
"Thank you for... caring,
Lieutenant Torres."
"Go make your adjustment Seven.
I have work to do."
==^==
"Lieutenant Torres,
I have come to apologize."
"It was nothing."
"I
bit you."
"I told you. It was nothing. It wasn't
you..."
"But..."
"Forget about it.
I thought Borg didn't feel guilt. Look. Just...
don't bother me
with this."
"As you wish."
==^==
"Lieutenant
Torres."
"What?!"
"Why are you
carrying a Bat'Leth?"
"I'm going to the Holodeck to
participate in a Holonovel."
"Oh."
"Look.
It can be a multiplayer. Do you want to come?"
"I do
not have a Bat'Leth."
"It's a Holodeck Seven. I
think that I can whip one up for you."
"..."
"Look,
do you want to come or not?"
"I would like to join
you, Lieutenant."
==^==
"Oh hell, Seven, why
did you do it?"
"He was aiming for you. I could not
let the blaster shot strike you."
"Oh Damn it. You
just... don't move. Don't you dare move."
"I am not
going any where, Lieutenant."
"B'Elanna. You just
... saved my life. Call me B'Elanna."
"B'Elanna.
Could you please hurry and call sick bay?"
"Right.
We can do that. We have a ship. Damn it. No more jumping in
front
of Blasters, you hear me Seven."
==^==
"B'Elanna,
would you consider..."
"Yes. Whatever it is.
Yes."
"You don't know what I was going to
ask."
"What were you going to ask?"
"Would
you accompany me to the ship's function. I understand it
is
traditional to take someone that one cares about to such an
event."
"You care about me."
"Yes.
Very much."
"Then, I repeat. Yes. Whatever it is.
Yes."
==^==
"B'Elanna?"
"Yes?"
"I
have been investigating the mating practices of..."
"What
do you want to try now, Seven?"
"Well, it has been
four hours since we last kissed. And we haven't
ever fornicated. I
was ..."
"Oh Kahless. Seven... come here, love. Just
kiss me. Right now."
"..."
"Oh.
Wow. You sure learn fast. That was a very nice kiss. Now, my
lovely
Borg, see that bed. We're going over there, where I am going
to
demonstrate to you fornication 101. which hereafter shall be
called
'lovemaking.' Well, and maybe a few other things, once we
get started.
But still, does that sound like a good plan?"
"Yes,
B'Elanna. I believe it sounds like a very good plan."
"Good."
End